"Y-You really tied up a dragon naked like that?"
"Why are you acting all surprised now? You've done this kind of play plenty of times too, Diana."
"That's true, but... Ahh!"
I kneaded Diana's ass.
Morgan glanced at us.
It really was that great dragon, bound in such an embarrassing pose.
For Morgan, it was impossible not to care about the other women.
'Even if she tries not to, she'll keep being aware of it.'
Even for a cock-sleeve, showing this side to another woman was a different story.
Morgan was feeling intense shame in real time.
"Excuse me…."
Soon, Circe and Medea, whom I had called, arrived in my room.
The witches' reactions upon seeing the scene in the room weren't much different from Diana's.
"Th-This is…."
I had already given them a heads-up that Morgan was part of my harem.
Still, disbelief spread across both of their faces.
They had probably only thought that being my woman meant allowing sex at most.
